The next day, Zhang Yuanqing received a text message from Guan Ya:

"I've verified Wang Qian's identity, no problem. Since it was an accident, it doesn't count as illegal production of a spirit servant."

"Okay."

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"Go to the hospital and have Wang Qian fill out a 'Spirit Realm Traveler File' and a guarantee form, then come back and file it. After all, this is your case."

"Okay."

"You're so obedient. Let me give you another suggestion. You've been a member of the official organization for a while now, it's time to expand your network and channels. Zhi Sha Palace is a powerful folk organization in Songhai, you can try to recruit Wang Qian as an informant, maybe you can establish a relationship with Zhi Sha Palace in the future."

"Good idea, then my future wife won't have a difficult childbirth."

"Haha, you're funny... um, speaking of which, isn't it almost time for your second entry into the Spirit Realm?"

"I hope it's not S-level again."

"It shouldn't be, but statistically speaking, it's not impossible. Both the captain and I are looking forward to your performance in the second Spirit Realm."

"Why?"

"A single-person Spirit Realm tests talent, while a multi-person Spirit Realm trains abilities. The danger level of the instance may not be as high as that of a single-person Spirit Realm, but you will encounter other Spirit Realm travelers there, which will add many uncertain factors. At this time, a person's comprehensive quality will be reflected in an instant."

In the casual chat, Zhang Yuanqing finished washing up and sat at the dining table.

"Who were you chatting with, little devil?" Auntie asked with a pout.

"None of your business." Zhang Yuanqing pressed her forehead and pushed her away.

Jiang Yu'er was angry and initiated a PK with Zhang Yuanqing. He fearlessly fought back, and then both were suppressed by their hot-tempered grandmother.

After breakfast, Zhang Yuanqing put on a duckbill cap and a mask, went out and took a taxi to Pingtai Hospital.

In the outpatient office, Zhang Yuanqing looked at the young doctor with a low mood and smiled:

"You don't seem to be in a good mood."

After a moment of silence, Wang Qian said with a bleak expression:

"He dissipated, I can't sense him..."

Poor guy! Zhang Yuanqing comforted him, "He was already destined to die young, parting was inevitable."

Wang Qian was emotionally down and said:

"He was my sister's first child and my first nephew. In order to take better care of my sister, my mother quit her job and bought a stroller, pacifier, clothes... our whole family was waiting for his birth, and we were all preparing to welcome the next generation.""After the miscarriage, my sister was greatly affected, crying all day long. My mother also secretly wiped her tears, feeling guilty that she didn't take good care of her daughter.

"For the past half month, I have been afraid of sensing him in the hospital. It reminds me of my own helplessness and the pain of my family. But I can't help but want to get closer to him, to accompany him. He's still so young, he must be very lonely..."

Zhang Yuanqing did not comfort her, silently listening to her pouring out her heart.

"If you perform well in the future, I will let you see him, but you have to promise to be my informant."

When Wang Qian's emotions recovered, he said, "I came to you for two things today. First, to fill out a form and a guarantee letter. From now on, you will be a registered Lingjing traveler, and the government will not interfere with you as long as you don't violate the rules or use your abilities for evil purposes.

"Second, are you interested in being my informant?"

"I have no problem with the first thing, but as for the second thing..." Wang Qian scrutinized him. "I don't work as anyone's informant, and I need to report to my superiors and get their permission."

The relationship between the Zhi Sha Palace and the government organization was still acceptable, and he didn't mind being an official informant. If it was the woman who made a fierce move yesterday, he would have no problem accepting it.

But this young man in front of him looked even younger than himself, and Wang Qian didn't think much of him.

"That's not a problem," Zhang Yuanqing nodded.

"What's your Lingjing ID? I need to know who you are," Wang Tai asked.

"I'm afraid of being beaten every time I report my ID..." Zhang Yuanqing's face was solemn, and he spoke each word carefully. "It's the Heavenly Sovereign of Primordial Chaos!"

"The Heavenly Sovereign of Primordial Chaos? The name sounds grand, but I haven't heard of it before..." Wang Tai shook his head and sent a message to his superior.

Although the Zhi Sha Palace and the government had a cooperative relationship, they were still different entities, and the organization did not want to see its members getting too close to the government.

Therefore, his superior would not agree.

Moreover, even if they were to interact with government members, they would have to be team captains or officials. This young man was obviously a grassroots member, and if he was a well-known Lingjing traveler, Wang Qian would have heard of him.

But Wang Qian had no impression of the name "Heavenly Sovereign of Primordial Chaos", and he didn't think it was significant to connect with such an official traveler.

He then focused on his work. After receiving a few patients, his phone rang, and the caller ID showed "Mad Saint of Love".

Wang Qian answered the phone, and a deep male voice came through the speaker.

"Saint Hand, did you say the person you want to connect me with is called the Heavenly Sovereign of Primordial Chaos?"Wang Qian's ID is "Divine Doctor Saint Hand."

"Yes, captain," Wang Qian said, "I didn't agree to it and rejected him subtly."

At the same time, he felt a little strange. A text message would have sufficed for this matter. Why did the captain have to call him?

"Recently, Songhai won't be peaceful. We need to pay more attention to official news. Promise him," Qing Dian Dasheng said.

"Okay... I will reply to him," Wang Qian replied in a low voice.

"Also, pay attention to him, I'm referring to Yuanshi Tianzun."

"Huh? Why..." Wang Qian was stunned. That was just an ordinary official practitioner.

"I learned from a secret channel that a newcomer cleared the She Ling Tunnel and broke the record a while ago. And a few days ago, he killed a level 3 demon."

"Could it be..."

"His ID is Yuanshi Tianzun."

Yuanshi Tianzun... Wang Qian remembered the expression of the young man who reported his ID.

He was filled with respect!

...

The full moon hung high, and the abandoned ancient temple stood quietly in the moonlight.

A beauty in ancient Luo skirt stood proudly on the roof of the main hall, staring at the full moon in the sky.

This beauty had a delicate melon seed face, eyes like autumn water, eyebrows like distant mountains, sexy and plump lips, and a cold yet indescribably stunning appearance.

"This isn't the Ming Dynasty. Who pulled me into this mustard seed world after I fell asleep?" she muttered.

After a moment of contemplation, she fixed her gaze on the full moon.

Two dazzling golden lights shot out from her beautiful eyes and collided with the moon in the sky.

"Buzz..."

The entire space trembled violently, and the golden light hit an invisible barrier, splashing dazzling gold light and turning the surrounding area into a gorgeous golden color.

The two golden lights lasted for half a minute before slowly fading away.

Three drops of blood flowed from the eyes of the Mountain Goddess and slid down her fair cheeks.

"Without finding the other half of my sun soul, I can't break this place..." she said, wiping the blood off her cheeks with a cold snort. "Since I can't go back, I'll cause a ruckus in this world."

The Mountain Goddess quickly formed hand seals with her hands and pointed her finger towards the sky.

Swish!

A terrifying sword energy shot out from her finger and rushed into the sky, melting a hole in the sky that collapsed inward.

The Mountain Goddess turned into golden light and disappeared into the crack in the sky.

...

In a courtyard in Beijing.

Under the pagoda tree, Sun Zhanglao lay comfortably on a rocking chair, listening to Beijing opera on the radio on the tea table.Suddenly, a golden sun appeared on his forehead, violently trembling and emitting a scorching hot breath. A majestic pressure emanated from the sun imprint.

Sun Zhanglao stood up abruptly, his face solemn.

At this moment, a vague and majestic voice echoed in Sun Zhanglao's mind: "There is a change in the Night Traveler Spirit Realm. Notify disciples in all regions that missions may occur abnormally soon. Report immediately if discovered."

"Yes, Master."

...

Muqiu was a level 2 Night Traveler God of Taiyi Men, a top-level combat profession whose combat power could rival that of a level 3 profession without considering equipment.

Therefore, he was a captain-level figure in Hangcheng's Liusha District.

"Captain, the Hangzhou branch of the Wuxing Alliance sent an email, please check it out." The assistant brought a laptop.

Muqiu glanced at the computer screen and said lightly, "Reply to them and find another Night Traveler in a different district."

The email stated that the major branches of the Wuxing Alliance were frantically arresting and interrogating wild Spirit Realm travelers, screening for possible fallen ones. For stubborn resistance members, the strategy was to kill them on the spot.

Nine out of ten of these killed wild Spirit Realm travelers were scum, while law-abiding and guilt-free wild Spirit Realm travelers did not resist contact with official organizations because they did not want to be constrained. Only those who carried a criminal record were afraid of being invited for tea.

Muqiu refused to ask the Spirit Realm, not because he was afraid of the aftermath of devouring spirits, but because he was a person with principles. Since he was in this position, he should bear the corresponding responsibility.

But not these days, because his single-player Spirit Realm instance was about to open, very soon.

If he cleared this single-player Spirit Realm, he could be promoted to level 3 and enter the peak of the transcendent realm.

In these few days, he had applied for a large number of level 2 to level 3 single-player Spirit Realms. Although the Spirit Realm was constantly changing, it also had a certain cycle, and the speed at which Taiyi Men summarized strategies was faster than the changes in the Spirit Realm.

Therefore, the role of strategies was significant, and it could greatly improve the clearance rate.

Just then, Muqiu heard the familiar Spirit Realm prompt sound:

[Ding, Spirit Realm map opening, enter the Spirit Realm in three minutes. The Spirit Realm you are entering this time is "Night Traveler - Minghu Town," number: 0128]

[Difficulty level: S]

[Type: Single-player (death type)]

[Main task: Investigate the cause of the mysterious deaths of the town's residents.]

[Note: Non-Spirit Realm items cannot be brought in.]【Introduction to Lingjing No. 0128: It is unknown when the residents of the town began to die one after another, and no one knows the reason. Some say it's because a fisherman pulled a coffin out of the lake; some say it's because a cat's head was hung on the acacia tree at the village entrance; some say it's because a snake with a woman's face appeared in the back mountain; some say it's because the widow at the village head mysteriously became pregnant.】

【Shh, don't speak, don't speak, they're coming...】

Muqiu's face was as white as paper, with despair and confusion in his eyes.

When did Minghu Town become an S-level mission?

...

PS: I have to go to the dentist in the afternoon, it may take several hours, and I'm afraid I won't have time to write at night. I'll work hard and update a chapter in advance.